Pick Some Flowers

It seemed like the lowest moment in my life. Though God had already done amazing things in me, I was wondering what hard thing he was going to ask me to do next, and sure I could not do it.  I was feeling awful, and I wondered how on earth to fix myself.  I asked God what to do, and expected some difficult, humiliating task.  He told me, “Pick some flowers.”  They were just within reach.  That was not what I was expecting.  I did.  For the next several days, every time I looked at those flowers, joy and the thought “God loves me” filled my heart.  God never did ask me to fix myself, but walked with me to freedom.

By Rose Mary